How Friendships Change

Friend and moments

Time and history

What changes ahead and lies behind

Can be one great mystery

From meeting to realizing

From analyzing to growing

Friendships have a way of outlasting

While the mind keeps going

But at some point distance can be too great

Challenges and differences to obtuse

That is when some friends just have

To cut loose

But friendships change as do all living creatures

If history be true

This surely it will teach us


Fast Impact

Fast impact

With little for sustain

Sustenance or compounded frame

How can we be so quick

To change

Change judgement


Rearrange meanings and then

Come back to the same

What is it that can revolve

A door then disappear in moments

How can this happen overnight

Into the bright light

No one has it right

No one has it right



I cry cowardly over my leather shoes

The moan of hateful speech

Beacons a new wrath

The exotic clover has grown

Dried up and shriveled


For the next generation

A sensational generation

My hope and dream

So I do my part in planting hope and optimism

Even in this world of ever deep division

Our hopes and dreams

Bequeathed from our fathers and mothers

Have been squandered away

On cheap things





Lick Secretion



A quote from the generator

Proud challenges

From the land of infinity

A bucket might qualify me for my job

Or it might just be a storage for the opposition

The cause

For me to stay

In the hall to clean the residuals

Unrest is an expression

That we must implore


The Rally Cry of the Tired

The rally cry of the tired

A worthy cause flamed out with vigor

Passing floating rolling

I have tried

To do good

Good to be undone

So much has to rely on a rally cry

When your tired

And lonely

Not alone

You feel sad

Disconnected from the world

How did it work out not the way it was

All planned

A plane in flight unmanned

The plane now is in the final descent

It will land



But through all of this



Have grown

Grown up

So here we come

Damn these Grocery Isles

I was left in turmoil, searching for croutons at the local grocery mart. I have found that you can not find simple croutons – by simple croutons I mean the real toasted bread stuff for salads – not the overly chemically treated flavor enhancing shit. I will pass on that. But who am I anyways just some major corporations test rat? Well here is to you corporate USA, and your bullshit croutons.

Damn these grocery isles

Full of shit

For miles and miles

High fructose, maltodextrin, and corn syrup

Oh the additives

When it comes to mind

My soul is stripped of superlatives

All the great fields and planes

This is the food we eat

To fill our bellies

With such great disdain

Chemically induced sudden pain

Full of hydrogenated oil

The corporations want more money

They save a penny

Wrapping it in foil

Up and down I walk

No one to ask

I don’t even want to talk

I am filled with bitter remorse

For what people will by

For the main course

Of course there are options

Not when it comes to croutons




I want some so

Filled to the brim with MSG

Forbidden additives to sustain shelf life

And the bottom line

The corporate mission

Corporate moguls feed me shit

While in 5 star restaurants they sit


In skyscrapers

Content and careful the scheme they run

The paychecks they are sent

It is $30 tonight

A couple of items

I will move on and write in a poem

Because that is the only way

For me

To forget ’em